A short account of the extraordinary life and travels of H. L. L.----: native of St. Domingo, now a prisoner of war at Ashbourn, in Derbyshire, shewing the remarkable steps of Divine providence towards him, and the means of his conversion to God — John Shaqi
A short account of the extraordinary life and travels of H. L. L.----: native of St. Domingo, now a prisoner of war at Ashbourn, in Derbyshire, shewing the remarkable steps of Divine providence towards him, and the means of his conversion to GodH. L. L.
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A short account of the extraordinary life and travels of H. L. L.----: native of St. Domingo, now a prisoner of war at Ashbourn, in Derbyshire, shewing the remarkable steps of Divine providence towards him, and the means of his conversion to God
H. L. L.
H. L. L., 1783-1803?; Haiti -- History -- Revolution, 1791-1804 -- Personal narratives
We took leave of him, and thanked him for the care he had taken of us
during our residence in that Country. We began our voyage with a fair
gale of wind, but it soon altered, and we were obliged to cast Anchor
at the mouth of the River, and remained there till the weather was
fair: the eleventh day seeing the weather and wind favorable we
weighed Anchor, no sooner were we under sail, but there rose such a
violent tempest, that we thought our endeavours would have been
without success; for we were surrounded by dreadful rocks, and the Sea
roared with such impetuosity, that it filled our Ship almost with
water. Another Ship that was close by us, was already dashed to pieces
against the rocks. Never was a scene more Gloomy, and cutting than
this; for we had seventy Women and Children passengers on board, which
put Terror into every Heart: nothing was heard but cries and Prayers.
We were in such great dangers that no one had strength to work, and we
left the Ship to GOD's mercy, expecting every minute to share the same
fate as the other Vessel had. The most affecting sight was to be seen,
every soul prostrated upon the deck, calling and exalting their voices
for GOD's merciful protection; till at last a young Man who was a
Passenger[8] started up and taking the helm, said, "my Friends do not
despair, I will be bound to take you out of danger, revive your
spirits, and help me says he, we shall soon get free from the rocks."
So we did, and were relieved from perishing amongst frightful rocks.
But for all that the wind appeased not, for it continued six and
thirty days with great violence, very often we were near to be buried
for ever in the Bowels of the Sea; at last we had fair weather and
wind to proceed on our voyage, and arrived safe at the Island of
_Guadeloupe_ at the end of fifty-six days.
[8] This passenger was a Captain which understood the
Navigable part of the river.
After we were Landed, my Brothers and myself went to the Governor for
a pass, to go and join our Mother who was in the
_United-States-of-America_; but the answer he made us was this, "the
Republic is a good Mother, besides that, the Island is besieged, and
we want Soldiers." As we could not get a pass, we went to seek for the
Merchant that the draught was drawn upon, and having found him, we
offered him the bill which he took and payed us generously.
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